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Waiting For The Son Of Man


Patience comes to the ugly, not me 
laughter comes to the lucky, not me 
people in my head that won't stop talking 
nothing in my dream that isn't creepy crawling 

Walking in the park and I think that i'm falling 
swimming in the sea and I think i'll 
you guessed it 
only lifeguards 
only lifeguards 
packing all the time (?) 
can save me 

waiting 
for the son of man 

Patience comes to the ugly, not me 
concentration comes to the ugly, not me 
nothing on the box that hasn't been born 
no-one in the street that isn't old 

Driving in the car and I think that i'm crashing 
swimming in the Sea and I think that i'll 
you guessed it 
only lifeguards 
only lifeguards 
packing all the time 
can save me 

waiting 
for the son of man